After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

Cui Yu said as he walked, "Your Majesty is quite different from what the rumors say."

He has only been in Hades for a few days, are there any rumors about him?

Fu Xuan asked curiously, "How is it different?"

"In the ghost world, there are rumors that the bride's husband has no way, is boring and uninteresting, and has no heart. I can see you today, and I think the empress is very good, and her life is just like that of Huangquan's Manzhushahua, beautiful and lovely."

Out of Mr. Xiao Lang's self-consciousness, Fu Xuan felt that this Cui Yu should like him quite a lot, otherwise he wouldn't use so many literary rhetoric to build himself up.

Most of the gloom of the past few days has receded, so I had to make an inch of it and begged: "My family has never had anything to do, and I am very lonely. Can the judge take me to Huangquan to see it in person, so that we can prove that what the judge said is true."

Manjusawa is a sacred flower in the underworld, which only blooms at the intersection of Huangquan, and other soils are difficult to cultivate.

Although Fu Xuan has seen it once in a picture book, he has never seen a living thing, and his heart itch is unbearable for a while.

Cui Yu shook his head in embarrassment, and said, "I'm afraid it won't be as the empress wants. The manjusawa blooms once a hundred years, and now it's still a few days away from the century, and it hasn't yet reached the flowering stage."

Fu Xuan felt regretful, "It's such a pity."

"It doesn't matter, when the century comes, the empress can watch it in person." Cui Yu suggested.

"I hope so." Fu Xuan sighed sadly, hoping that Cui Yan would save his life for the sake of sleeping with him.

Seeing that he was so interested, Cui Yu said kindly, "Although you can't see the flowers, I can still talk about old things with your empress."

As soon as he said there was a story to listen to, Fu Xuan immediately pricked up his ears, his interest was high, his slightly curled eyelashes were like fluttering butterfly wings, and he replied crisply, "Okay."

Cui Yu put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Originally, there were no flowers and no grass in the Yin Division. This manjushahua is a flower seed that the Fujun asked the Baihua Fairy thousands of years ago. After moving to Huangquan, the water and soil were not acclimatized for a while, and it was not for a long time. The long leaves are blooming, and Fu Jun has been raising them with all his heart and soul."

It's hard to imagine that this would be something Cui Yan did, that old-fashioned, ice-cube face would have such elegance?

It is written in ancient books that the flower language of Manzhushahua is hopeless love.

So to say

Fu Xuan looked at Cui Yu innocently with a pair of deer eyes as if he had discovered some shocking secret: "You all call me 'Bride', but because the Fujun once married a wife, this flower shouldn't Is it also planted for her?"

"I didn't expect that the empress is not only beautiful, but also very intelligent."

Cui Yu deliberately slowed down his pace, and lowered his voice a little, "Your Majesty did abduct a little fairy official from the sky a thousand years ago, but then you let him go for some reason. So, your mother's guess is not entirely correct, and the Lord Fu You are the only wife that Jun Mingmei is marrying."

As soon as this remark came out, Fu Xuan was greatly shocked.

No wonder!

If you have eaten the bright white swan in the sky, you will have a mouth.

There was still a hundred zhang away from Bixiao Palace, so Cui Yu stopped moving forward, stopped and said, "I will watch your empress go back to her bedroom. Bixiao Palace is the residence of the emperor, outsiders can't get close to her."

"Thank you for the judge's kindness today and this interesting story. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely come to thank you."

Looking at Fu Xuan's swaying figure, Cui Yu's eyes were dim, and he stopped for a while before slowly leaving.

As soon as Fu Xuan stepped into the threshold of Bixiao Palace, he saw Xiao Ci kneeling in the courtyard.

There are fresh red welts all over his thin back.

Fu Ci was trembling with pain, wiped his tears with his dusty hem, and said happily: "Your Majesty, you can be counted back, the Lord Fu has been waiting for you in the house for a long time."

Fu Xuan was ashamed, knowing that he must have been troubled by going out against the prohibition, so he said pitifully: "I still have some ointment in the room, which is very effective in healing wounds."

"This injury is not a problem. It's because I was too sleepy and missed it. God bless my mother to come back safely." Fu Ci cried and laughed, and his originally fair face was dirty like a tabby cat.

"Then go and rest first." Fu Xuan pointed to Xiao Ci's room, and said with his lips: I'm sure!